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opened, Angelo let me out into a marble foyer. “There are only four condos on this floor, so it’s quieter,” he said as he opened the door to his apartment.
    He held the door open for me and I walked in. The place was dark, lit with only the lights from the city shining in through the large windows. I could see there was a large balcony outside the richly furnished living room. I wanted to explore his space, to see more of who Angelo was in the privacy of his home, but before I could he whirled me around so my back hit the wall of the hallway, and his mouth slammed down on mine.
    Pleasure exploded inside of me as Angelo drank down my gasp of surprise. His tongue plunged deep, and the taste of him made me want more. His touch was like fire, so hot it burned straight to my core.
    I felt his hard cock as he ground his pelvis against me . We fed off each other, our hunger apparent and growing by the second. When he pulled back, we were both panting. Angelo raised my chin with his finger. “Look me in the eye and tell me you’re mine, Karen.”
    “I…” I hesitated. I was scared, somehow. No one had ever treated me like this before – so demanding, but so undeniable. I looked up at him, my lip trembling.
    “Tell me!”
    I felt myself melting into him, allowing his strong, muscular body to hold me up. I saw the hunger burning in his dark eyes, but I also saw the raw need. For me. And I couldn’t deny it, not anymore.
    “Yes,” I said, my voice cracking.
    “No. Say it. Say the words, Karen.”
    “I’m … yours.”
    His nostrils flared. Always in tune with him, I could sense his satisfaction as his mouth took mine again in a brutal kiss. I felt free admitting it to him, and to myself. Regardless of all the stuff I still had to figure out between us, in this moment I was completely his.
    Still holding me in his arms, Angelo turned and carried me down the hallway. His casual strength make my insides quiver and I wound my legs around his waist as his hands griped the globes of my ass.
    I broke free from his kiss and looked around to see we had entered his bedroom. In the dark I couldn’t make out much, but felt the bed against my back as he laid me down with his large body pressed against me.
    “Wait.”
    “Don’t tell me to stop now, cara mia . You said you were mine and I can’t wait to have you again.”
    I pressed my hand against his chest and felt it rise and fall as he sucked in air. It wasn’t as though I didn’t want him, but I was tired of him always taking control. And right now, there was something I needed to do first.
    I yanked hard on his hair so I could look him in the face. He snarled at the sharp pain of the tug and I used my tongue to trace his lips in apology. “If I’m yours then do you belong to me, too? Are you mine, Angelo?”
    He answered without a moment’s hesitation. “God, yes, cara mia . You have me,” he growled as he lowered his head to kiss me again.
    I heard the truth ringing in his words, but still pushed him back, stilling his movements. He let out a roar of frustration and got off me, stalking over to the nightstand. He switched on the light so I could see him glaring at me. I couldn’t help but appreciate the view as he stood over me, looking like a wild beast in the guise of a elegant man in a suit.
    I ached with the need to touch him, but I held my resolve. It was important for me that I didn’t let him control me tonight. If he did, I would be lost. I needed to prove to him that I was his equal. I needed to prove it to myself.
    Getting onto my knees, I reached around to lower the zipper on the back of my dress. I saw the lust flare in his dark eyes as he realized what I was doing and he began undressing as he watched me. When the zipper was down, I pulled the dress up and over my head and tossed it to the floor. I knelt on the bed, my naked body exposed to his gaze.
    “Fuck. You are so beautiful.”
    Angelo had removed his suit jacket, shirt and shoes. He leaned